A Layman in the Qin Dynasty

The little girl also saw Han Fei and Zhao Qixie at this moment. Looking at Han Fei's clothes and white horse, she couldn't help but hug her brother tightly, and even ignored the unknown food in her hand that fell on the ground. He tightly covered his brother's zuiba with his palms, and looked at the two approaching people with fear.

"Brother Han Fei, I think you are too ugly to frighten these children. I have never encountered such a situation when I was alone~"

As it approached, Zhao Qixie burped, glanced at the two timid dolls, and said with a light smile to Han Fei beside him.

"Maybe~"

Han Fei took a gulp of wine, showed a self-deprecating smile, and replied with a smile.

Zhao Qixie chuckled lightly, and did not continue laughing at Han Fei. He gently placed a small package in his hand on the ground, and then walked with Han Fei towards the distance. It disappeared in the distance, and a package on the ground was blown by the breeze and opened the contents, revealing a few grilled and fragrant grilled fish.

The little girl and boy standing there looked at this, pursed their lips, then looked at Zhao Qixie and Han Fei who had disappeared in the distance, and walked over in small steps.

. . . . .

After this cha song.

The atmosphere between Han Fei and Zhao Qixie also returned to their former heartless and unrestrained appearance. The only thing to worry about was that their dinner was gone.

"If you don't eat a meal, do you have this expression of hunger? Drink some wine to cope with it~"

Zhao Qixie looked at Han Fei's expression that he was about to die, and couldn't help but give him a blank look. When he gave it to him before, he signaled with his eyes, but now he was hungry, and he looked at him with this look, Han It doesn't matter if it is a woman, but he is a man.

Zhao Qixie didn't like a man looking at him with a hungry look.

He's not the kind of man who likes to look at houses in the snow.

"I haven't eaten for two days~"

Han Fei rolled his unique dead fish eyes, with an expression like he was about to burp, and expressed his truest thoughts to Zhao Qixie at the moment.

"You are amazing~"

Zhao Qixie looked at Han Fei strangely. This guy's body structure is a little weird. He didn't eat for two days, and he drank so much with him at noon. The white horse continued to drive forward.

After sobering up, I drank two more bottles with him, and now I know I am hungry.

"Brother Qizi, if you hadn't starved to death..."

Han Fei looked up at the sky and nagged at Zhao Qixie.

"I already saved you once~"

Zhao Qixie rolled his eyes and wanted to turn his head to sleep and ignore Han Fei.

"I have a young and beautiful younger sister. If she dies, she will definitely be sad."

Han Fei said quietly.

"Wait a minute, I think you can save me~"

Zhao Qixie suddenly remembered who Han Fei's younger sister was, and suddenly felt refreshed. He felt that he could save the alcoholic who was no longer saved. He got up and said to Han Fei.

"If you don't know, Brother Qi Zi is a good person~"

Han Fei looked at Zhao Qixie moved, but Zuiba never mentioned the fact that he had a younger sister.

"It's okay, my family, uncle~"

Zhao Qixie showed a harmless smile to Han Fei, with an expression wrapped around himself, and said with a light smile.

Uncle? !

Han Fei's teeth hurt a little at this moment, and he somehow regretted telling Zhao Qixie that he had a younger sister. Saying that he had not seen her for several years, what did his naughty little girl look like now?Will it become ugly, and has the temper restrained? !

If you look bad and have a bad personality, and you can't get married in the future, you can consider throwing it to Zhao Qixie.

If you look good, your character will be better. . . . .

"Uncle, wait a moment, I'll be back when I go~"

Zhao Qixie looked at Han Fei with a smile on his face, and said with a chuckle, and then he ran Qinggong, and disappeared in place in a flash, like a yin shadow shuttled through the dense forest in the distance.

"It's rude to meet someone~"

Han Fei was not ashamed at all, but with a bit of contempt, he sighed at Zhao Qixie's back.